Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Perhaps I am a bear, or some hibernating animal underneath, for the instinct to be half asleep all winter is so strong in me

-Anne Morrow Lindbergh (1906-2001)

The snowflakes this morning have all the charm and endearment of Crill in the ocean. Infinitesimal individuals hurrying off to no where in particular, collecting on tree limbs and shoulders, in heaps and piles underfoot. And then I realized on my couch, I am the infinitesimal individual, outnumbered 700 trillion to one.


Woman in a Window said...

and beauty.

How are you?

Furrow said...

At least you're still weird and edgy. I've lost all of that crusty goodness. Are you okay, though?

Erin Merryn said...

you must live in the Midwest because that is how it looks outside my window this morning.

Bon said...

i want to be asleep all winter too. i wouldn't mind being krill or a snowflake, sometimes. it seems less likely anyone would notice they weren't awake.